vminkook smut - @darkfiremochi on ao3

I'll Drink You In Deep

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"Jiminie?" Taehyung says uncertainly. "Everything okay?"
His blue hair is too much. He looks so fucking beautiful right now and all Jimin wants to do is drop to his knees and suck his dick.
"Hyung?" Jungkook pipes up and Jimin swallows thickly, his eyes roaming up and down his youngest lover, the sweat on his brow, the way his hair curls a little at the ends.
Jimin swipes a hand through his pink hair, taking a deep breath. "Bed," is all he manages to say.

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It starts somewhere around the end of the concert when Jimin finds himself unable to look away from Taehyung and Jungkook and while this is normal, he's also supposed to be singing and dancing and not explicitly thinking about all the ways his boyfriends could fuck his brains out right now. It's just so hard trying to concentrate when Taehyung looks like sin on legs and Jungkook is thrusting extra hard for the fans. They always do the Most and Jimin appreciates it, especially because he gets to reap the benefits afterwards.

Once the concert is over with and they're brought back to the hotel, Jimin downs a couple shots of something (he's not entirely sure what, just knows that it burns on its way down), and sits back relaxed in Namjoon's hotel room as they go over the highs and lows of the night. His gaze wanders over to Taehyung and Jungkook sitting on the edge of the bed and his mind once again provides him with a vivid picture of the two of them naked and vulnerable and begging him to make them come and it's only Namjoon's gruff, "Okay rest well, everyone" that brings him back to reality.

As Taehyung and Jungkook stand up to leave, Jimin follows after them. He's exhausted and tired and a little bit tipsy and should probably just go back to his room, but he needs this. Once they're out in the hallway, he wordlessly grabs both of their hands and when they turn to look at him, eyes wide and curious, he just tilts his head and starts pulling them towards his room. He ignores the looks Seokjin and Hoseok give them when they pass them, determined to keep his focus as he drags his boyfriends down the hall. He knows they're confused, probably a little excited, but there will be time for words once they're alone together. He reluctantly releases their hands to dig around for his room key and slips it in without saying anything, aware that Tae and Jungkook are watching him closely. Once the door is open, he drags them into the room and locks the door behind them, whirling around to face them with what he assumes is a wild expression, given the concerned looks they both have.

"Jiminie?" Taehyung says uncertainly. "Everything okay?"

His blue hair is too much. He looks so fucking beautiful right now and all Jimin wants to do is drop to his knees and suck his dick.

"Hyung?" Jungkook pipes up and Jimin swallows thickly, his eyes roaming up and down his youngest lover, the sweat on his brow, the way his hair curls a little at the ends.

Jimin swipes a hand through his pink hair, taking a deep breath. "Bed," is all he manages to say.

Tae and Jungkook exchange a look together but they don't fight it, which Jimin greatly appreciates. Taehyung scoots back on the sheets first, his hair fanning out around his head while Jungkook plops down beside him uncertainly. Jimin just stares for a few minutes, planning what he wants from them.

They tried double penetration once before and it had been all right, but they hadn't tried it since then and he's kind of feeling frisky and adventurous tonight. Perhaps if they did it in a different position it would be more enjoyable...

"What's up, Jiminie? Tell us what you want," Taehyung insists. He reaches for Jimin's hand and Jimin takes it without question, lacing their fingers together as he steps closer until he's standing over them both. He leans over Tae, their bodies pressing together until he can comfortably grind his hips down against him, and Tae moans, his mouth falling open in shock.